Snippet #1735398

Meat looked up at Ramm as she spoke, and he was surprised to see how much courage and willpower that little body could hold. She was planning to get rid of the weather reporters, not just because she was scared, but because she really wanted to help these people. Maybe he finally started to see why Daft was hanging out with her after all. She could be quite persuasive.

"Very well" Meat said and shielded his knife. "If we are gonna make the school safe again, then maybe we should consider minimising the waving of knifes. hehe unless its some betraying weather report scum of course, then I cant account for my actions." He pulled a can of soda out of his bag, and the thought of lighting another smoke crossed his mind. But he figured it would be best to wait a bit, before he started to blow smoke in the face of his possible new employer. He opened his can, and took a big gulp. Then he leaned a bit closer to Ramm and continued. "If we want all the violence and hatred to stop, then we got to get rid of the Weather Report group. And if we want to get rid of the Weather Report, then we have to split them up. If they are divided in some way, any way, they will be a lot weaker than they are now. I don't really care if we start rumours about them, expel them, or kick the living crap out of them. I just want to make them pay for what they did to me!."

Meat realised that perhaps he had given out to much information. It was not in his interest that the rest of the "group" should know about his motives just yet. Something had happened in the days after Daft left, something that made Meat feel like he had lost all his power, and became helpless. And boys like Meat who enjoy power, don't really like the feeling of loosing it to anything. Especially not his own gang.

Meat cleared his throat and continued, pretending that everything was well. "If we got to stop them, we need to make a statement. Gou high must learn that we are here to help them get rid of these bullies. We just have to figure out how"